Or so I thought~Phan

Chapter 8: Stay with me

Not based on the song I promise!
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Dan POV

A dark room.

Heavy footsteps could be heard in the hall, just outside.

I wanted to reach my phone, and call Phil, but I couldn't feel it. I couldn't move.

"Get up you f**king stupid excuse for a son!" A voice boomed from outside my door. The door slammed open, revealing an old man with yellow teeth and disgusting and hallow blue eyes. I didn't know who he was, but my dream self whimpered.

"I said get up, fag!" I scrambled to my feet. A fist flew to my face and I woke up screaming.

I yelped at the sudden change in scenery. "Ph-Phil?" I whimpered. he walked in looking slightly tired. "Yeah?" He asked wiping his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Phil sounded concerned. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked. "N-no thanks."

"Okay, I will go back to bed." He started to walk out of the room but I stopped him.

"Phil? Please stay," I pleaded. He gave a half smile before slipping next to me.

I squirmed into him until my head was laying on his chest, leading to me falling into a deep, dreamless sleep,

I woke up to an empty bed, sadly. But my nose soon adjusted to the smell on pancakes. Yum..

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I sat in my sofa crease (as Phil likes to call it, although I have grown fond of the term Browsing Position) mindlessly browsing through Tumblr when a knock sounded.

The knock was a rhythm, almost as if it was Anna from Frozen knocking at my door. Could it...? No, it couldn't be Anna.

Anyway, as the day was already great, I was looking forward to seeing Chris, Peej, Carrie, or any other person.

Any other person except Jessica.

And who would've guessed that Jessica was standing in front of me, bright red lipstick, a dress that goes down to her upper thighs, and 11-inch heels. My ex-fiancé. Isn't she lovely?

"Jessica, go. Now," I stated harshly before trying to slam the door. She put one of her nasty heels in the way before I could close it in her face, unfortunately.

"Danny, baby, please take me back?" Jessica puckered her lips, only for them to be untouched. "Jessica, I hate you and I want nothing to do with you anymore," I stated, but still failed to push her away.

"Danny-"

"Don't call me that and get out of my house you sl*t!!" She was shocked enough for me to push her out of the flat.

"Big mistake, Daniel. You love me. You will come back." She growled, showing her white teeth. She probably bleached them.

"As if, I love someone else." I pulled Phil who had appeared at the doorway, and tightened my grip on his shoulder.

"Puh! Dan, you love him!?! He is a HE!!" Phil flinched at the cruel and foul words. "How dare you talk about my boyfriend like that?!" I shouted in her face.

She jumped at my actions, before waking away; which left Phil and I at the door.

"Let's go, before the neighbors yell at us," I stated calmly as I shut the door.

"I hate her."

I looked over my shoulder to see Phil in tears. "I really, really hate her."

"Me, too," I assured him, knowing that he feared me falling back in love with her.

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Later that night, I had gone to a club. What? I need to get my mind off of things, anyway.

A few drunken people stumbled around me, I was a little tipsy myself.

"Hello!" A man chirped next to me.

"Howdy," I giggled back.

"I'm Thomas, and this is my girlfriend, Jessica." The man motioned to a girl, huh. She's familiar. Is she my sister? I have a sister, right? I think.. No, she's my brother! I have a brother.

"Hey! I know you," She started to panic. "you're my brother!" Timmy and Jasmine started to laugh at my comment. Wait, those were their names, right? I don't care. Lol.

"Ha! Why not you and Jasmine come over to my place?" I suggested. I am being social?! I should get drunk more often.

"Sounds great! Let's go!" Jasmine stated. OH, her names Jessica! Lol.

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As we finished our walk, Jessica suggested we play spin the bottle. Heck yeah!! I love that game.

I spun it, and it landed on Mia. That's her name, right?

When it landed on her, I stole a glance at George, making sure I could. He nodded encouragingly, so I kissed her.

As Phil walked in.

(A/N: I almost ended it there! :D)

He shrieked and dropped the objects he was carrying. I was suddenly snapped out of my drunken trance.

"S**t," I cursed under my breath.

Jessica wore a smirk, do you know how I hate her?!

She suddenly faked shock. "Dan! Why did you kiss me? I knew it! You always loved me, I love you, too!"

That disgusting little-

"Did you have anything to do with this?!" I asked Thomas, who looked equally hurt as Phil.

"J-Jessica?" Thomas asked her, tears in his eyes.

"Get out of my house," Phil growled at me. Me?! What did I do?! "Phi-"

"Dan! Jessica! Get out of MY house!" Phil yelled.

"I'll leave too-" I cut Thomas off. "Stay, you did nothing wrong." He skunk back into a chair.

"As for you, you need to leave. I never want to see you again, Jessica," I spat.

Oddly enough, she left quietly without a fight. Serves her right.

"Phil," I pleaded. "Dan." His voice was sour and bitter, much like my heart felt. Sour and bitter with sadness.

"Are you two a thing?" Thomas asked from nowhere."Used to be," My heart shattered at Phil's words."Be out by dawn."

"No! Phi-"

"STOP!!" Thomas snapped us out of our fight.

"Stop, Daniel didn't do-"

"Just Dan."

"-Dan didn't do anything wrong. Jessica suggested Spin The Bottle, we just agreed! We were drunk, anyway! It just happened to land on her when you came. Coincidence, okay?" Thomas said. Thomas, you are now my very best friend.

I stole a glance at Phil, who was asking me with his eyes: Is that true? I nodded reassuringly, and Phil smiled and nodded back, saying he believed me.

"Hey, Tom. Thanks," I said after Phil walked out. "You saved our relationship."

He smiled. But it faltered slightly. Jessica. Argh! I've been selfish with my relationship, I forgot that his girlfriend just cheated on him. Oops.

"Oh my god! Tom! I'm sorry! I feel bad for being like that when Jess-"

"Don't say her name, please."

"Oh, ok," I patted his shoulder, soon evolving it into a hug. "Hey, wanna stay over? We have a guest bedroom," I offered. He smiled back before making his way to bed.